[Intro]
Church
[Verse]
Ain't got no worries, I'm forgetting the world
I'm tryna keep a down south boy reserved
I own everybody even usin' my style
Like a dead cell phone, I'm undisturbed
Sick not, too strong for the stream on Max
And when your tracks click play you can ride the train
We in the front, dumpin' coal, pop this champagne
Walk around, Mark Twain shinin' on my chain
Do the dash in the whip and the dash made of wood grain
Nashville neon inside my veins
Smoke and cough until I got chest pains
Hit the studio do one hundred and fifty the old way
Church
[Verse]
Ain't got no worries, I'm forgetting the world
I'm tryna keep a down south boy reserved
I own everybody even usin' my style
Like a dead cell phone, I'm undisturbed
Sick not, too strong for the stream on Max
And when your tracks click play you can ride the train
We in the front, dumpin' coal, pop this champagne
Walk around, Mark Twain shinin' on my chain
Do the dash in the whip and the dash made of wood grain
Nashville neon inside my veins
Smoke and cough until I got chest pains
Hit the studio do one hundred and fifty the old way
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